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Since moving back to Melbourne, I’ve been super susceptible to the weather. Being a Melbourne girl for most of my life, surely I’d be used to bitter cold winds, chilly rain and winds that freeze you to the core….right? Pass. I have never gotten used to the cold. Having such a damp, cold constitution, I suffer in the extremes. Now don’t get me wrong, I adore Winter; the food, the fashion, heaters, sleeping in, snuggly weekends…. but the weather can stick it’s proverbial head up it’s proverbial ass. Back to food. That’s one thing I ADORE about Winter. Thick, stew-y soups bubbling over the stove, dough rising to be baked, endless pots of chai, roasted vegetables, al denté pasta with spicy...

Has the bitter cold hit where you are yet? It’s come at me like a thief in the night, stealing into the room, filling up the corners with cold, damp air, and has found us all, literally, hunkered down under a mountain of blankets. It’s also had me running for warm breakfasts. Smoothies, be gone! Bring on the porridge.   And admittedly, I’ve never had a great interest in it. Memories of Oliver Twist’s gruel, the yukky skin that sometimes forms when it’s left for too long, and bland, boring nursing home food (which yes, I did feed to many a resident, every fibre of me screaming “I’m sorry, it’s so plain!”). And yet. There’s just something about it that’s...